The Sisters
Chapter 1:
"She died..." I said shocked. "Car accident?" My head was spinning as Charlie told me. I couldn't believe it.
"I'm sorry, Bella" he said, again.
Miranda and Grayson Gilbert, my parents died in a car accident, Elena - my twin sister - was in the car too as it submerged under the water. Somehow, she got out and swam over to the river bank.
"I need to go home," I stated.
"The funeral is on Friday" he responded. "I have to go to work now, will you be okay?"
"Yeah, thanks Charlie. I probably won't be here when you get home," I responded quickly.
"Okay," he replied, giving me a hug. "Bye Bells."
"Goodbye," I replied as he left.
I stood in the empty house for a little longer with my arms folded, freezing. I walked upstairs to pack my things. Afterwards I stood in front of the mirror and pulled my long blonde hair up into a pony tail and sighed. My blue eyes shone bright with tears but I held them back.
I called a taxi to take me to the airport in Port Angeles and got on the first plane to Mystic Falls.
Once I arrived Aunt Jenna was there to pick me up. I ran up to her, my suitcase dragging along behind me. I hugged her as soon as I could "I am so sorry Aunt Jenna," I said smoothly.
"Oh Bella, you haven't changed much, have you?" She asked, smiling kindly.
I smiled back. "Only a little," I replied, looking down at the bite Mark on my wrist from James.
She caught sight of what I was staring at and grabbed my wrist. "My gosh!" She exclaimed. "What happened?"
"I fell down the stairs and out a window," I responded.
She looked at me with disbelief. "I've never known you to be clumsy," she responded not believing my story.
As we got into the car I shrugged my shoulders. "Must be the weather or something," I replied quickly.
When we arrived home I looked up at the white mansion of a house I've lived in my entire life. I sighed. Edward left me so I had nothing holding me back in Forks. As I got out I sighed, memories flooding my brain. Me and Elena running through the halls as five year olds and Jeremy, our younger brother, chasing us, giggling little girls causing mischief throughout the whole house.
Jenna opened the door to the main entrance and it looked just how I remembered. "Your room is just how you left it," Jenna replied, pointing upstairs. "Go on and get comfortable. Jeremy and Elena will be back after school and we can get you enrolled."
I walked up the stairs, my hand on the old oak railing, gliding up the stairs. I looked up at all the old family photos up on the wall. Me and Elena smiling brightly side-by-side, our arms around one another. Close as always. We were so different yet so alike. I couldn't believe it.
Photos of Jeremy, Elena and I sitting on these very staircases as kids, smiling with gaps in our teeth.
Once I reached the top I turned left walking passed Jenna's room and stopped when I reached my parents' old room. I stopped in front of it, the wooden door shut. I opened the door slowly, it looked the same, a photo of of them when they were in college together wearing graduation caps, smiling. Their bed made with the same yellow and rose coloured sheets. It still smelt the same, like cinnamon, leather and lavender. It was hard to find that smell and I missed it oh-so much.
I shut the door, blinking away the tears that threatened to spill from my eyes, walking past Jeremy's room, the bathroom and Elena's, stopping at my door. I paused, my hand on the doorknob and breathed a sight of relief as I turned the handle, the door swung open and I took it all in. The window seat, my white and rose sheets with goose feather pillows. I walked inside and put my suitcase at the end of the big Queen bed, unzipping the bags I started unpacking.